novel-bin Chapter 931
Chapter 931
Yumo still looks the same as before, with no changes.
But what surprised Han Changkong was that Xiaoqiao actually looked like a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a lively and playful air on her delicate face.
At this time, Yu Mo opened her red lips and slowly said:
"Master, this statue is you."
Han Changkong's eyes widened instantly, his face full of disbelief:
"Myself? If I was so awesome, how come I didn't know anything about it?"
He felt as if he was in a fog and became increasingly confused.
"Who made this statue?" Han Changkong asked.
Xiaoqiao blinked her big, lively eyes and said crisply:
"Master, this is not an ordinary statue. This is your body."
Han Changkong was stunned again. Looking at the weeds growing at the foot of the statue, he said suspiciously:
"This...are you sure it's my body? Look, there's grass growing on my feet."
Seeing Han Changkong's confused expression, Yu Mo's eyes were filled with bewilderment and puzzlement, so she patiently explained:
"Master, there seems to be no trace of soul in this body now, so it looks like a statue. However, as long as you use your spiritual sense to activate it, you should be able to know everything you want to know."
In fact, Han Changkong could vaguely sense deep in his heart that there seemed to be an indescribable and mysterious close connection between himself and this huge statue.
That feeling was like an invisible thread, winding out from the depths of his soul and tightly wrapped around the statue.
It was because of this that he understood why the closer he got to the ancient battlefield, the more uneasy he felt in his heart, as if there was a voice constantly calling him in his heart. But at this moment, he stood in front of this statue, and everything seemed to have a clue to the answer.
Thinking of this, Han Changkong took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He slowly closed his eyes, mobilized the divine power in his body, and condensed a pure and powerful divine consciousness, which was like an invisible sharp arrow, flying rapidly towards the huge statue.
The moment the spiritual consciousness touched the statue, the statue seemed to be injected with vitality.
The originally dull stone surface began to emit a faint glow. At first, the light flickered as weakly as a firefly, but gradually, it became brighter and brighter, as if a sleeping giant beast had been awakened and was slowly waking up.
Immediately afterwards, two faint lights appeared in the statue's eyes, which were originally lifeless, like twinkling stars in the night sky, revealing a deep and mysterious aura.
Its body also trembled slightly, and each tremor was accompanied by a slight buzzing sound, as if it was responding to Han Changkong's spiritual call, or as if it was telling an ancient and distant story. The sound echoed in the silent space, making people feel awe.
Han Changkong felt the changes in the statue and felt both nervous and expectant.
He carefully controlled his spiritual sense and probed deeper into the statue.
As his spiritual awareness deepened, he seemed to see a series of blurry images flashing before his eyes. Those images were like memories buried by the years.
Han Changkong's spiritual consciousness probed deeper and deeper into the statue. Suddenly, a powerful force suddenly grabbed his spiritual consciousness tightly. Then, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and clear and shocking pictures came like a tide.
He saw a chaotic and empty battlefield, and four extraterritorial creator gods who exuded the aura of destruction were surrounding him.
Each of them is huge in stature, surrounded by mysterious light representing the power of different laws. Those lights are intertwined together, as if to tear the entire space apart.